Rants
At least she likes you as a person
My friend’s words rang empty in my ears. That’s just great, she likes me as a person. I suppose that makes me fit for cat-sitting while she’s away with her boyfriend, or that if we were both at a party she would definitely not ignore me or run in the opposite direction.
Of course, talking to [...]
There Are Worse Things I Could Do
“There are worse things I could do,
Than go with a boy or two.
Even though the neighborhood thinks I’m trashy,
And no good,
I suppose it could be true,
But there are worse things I could do.
I could flirt with all the guys,
Smile at them and bat my eyes.
Press against them when we dance,
Make them think they stand a [...]
TRUTH about cats & dogs
“It’s a given that all men are dogs. What differentiates each guy is how much dog is in him.”
I barely settle into my side of the cab and my college buddy starts barking his version of conventional dating wisdom at me.
“I suggest you tap into me to discern the purebreds from the strays in [...]
PUPPETS, PIRATES & ICE-CREAM… Oh my!
“So this guy points out all our differences on the date…” Eddie wants a full rundown on my latest-and-greatest dating adventure. I’m trying to convince him that this taking-it-slow mantra is just not working for me. It’s not my style. Right?
“Wait, this is your second date?” He’s got his big [...]
DITCH those who go DUTCH
“How was the date with [fill-in-the-blank]?”
I get quizzed by my buddies every other day now about the last guy I’ve kept myself from swapping spit with. They’re harassing me for this new road-to-dating-recovery I’ve chosen to take. No PROMISE of SEX. Just the POSSIBILITY of it. And, quite frankly, it’s [...]
the POSSIBILITY of sex
“So you’re really back in the game, huh?” Eddie pushes the last piece of the mulberry tart towards me with his fork. I shrug. We’re both killing some time by grabbing a bite before heading out to a singles’-slash-benefit event in the Mission. I nudge the last bite towards him. [...]
SINGLE-itis
I’ve come to rely heavily on Depeche Mode’s take on GOD’s bizarre sense of humor — especially when it comes to my dating life. It’s been six months (give or take) since the scolding I got from Karen at the clinic for not practicing better cootie control. I cried abstinence, so I guess [...]
I Got Fluffed
Patience or denial? Um, that would be denial. I got fluffed. Played like a banjo.
I saved a low-level of optimism that that Sunday’s tentative wine-tasting date with Mr. Perfect would come together. After all, his efforts of pursuit had increased after Wednesday’s date, so there was hope he was “getting it”. On the flip [...]
I Don’t Want to Be Your Friend Anymore
I have a really bad habit of staying friends with my exes. I say it is a bad habit, because that is what it has become – I go on a few dates with someone and a month or two rolls by and then it fizzles and ends. We say let’s be friends – after [...]
Waiting for the call
Thanks to everyone who posted a comment on The Perfect Date, I’m so relieved to know I’m not the only one who has felt anxiety (instead of just pure bliss) when things go well!
So although I knew it was unlikely to see him again before 2009, I have to say this waiting is making me [...]
